Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-02-27

hAsAANANA kl CbsttllflA0 fe-
strained n pair of fiery thorOughbreds. A
second later the horses started and the
binding glitterof the polished harness dis
appeared from view in the golden refiee-
tons of q beautiful SUM-.
EnragcG at having missed for the second
time so fine an opportunity for seeing
Nine. GregOrio | threw myself upon the
obstinate yaliSe aud with such determined
energy, that it closed in q second.
why, have you packed 80 SoOn?" cried
a voice at the door, and looking up from
my work SAW standing upon the thresh-
old the man of whom l had been think
ing.
And your knee" he continued, lis it
better or wOrSe?n
Better, of course. Present my com-
phments 10 your wife and say that her
remedy was magical, | failed to see her
when she arrived a while ago; she was
with you, OF course"
Failed to see her,' he repeated, with q
look OF bewilderment clOuding his face.
"How did it happen? Why, / counted
upon presenting you to Mime. GregOriO at
breakfast, but since you are going away
we must defer it until another time. BY
the way, we shall meet at Hyeres; | have
spoken to Lucie abOut it and she is anx-
IOus to go"
How did you find the Bots to-day"
Delight; the crisp air, the brilliant
sunshine, the wild but sOundleSs gallon of
the horses over the carpet OF snow exhilar-
ated Lucie like a draught OF wine. | could
hardly yet her home. Really, Nj. Biron."
continued GregoriO, the exaggerated cur
iOsity of the public about my wife is begin
ming to give me great annoyance; that is
why l always travel in my own carriage.
| cannot 90 ten steps with Lueie OH my
arm before We are surrounded with Il
crowd. She seems TO exercise over other
the same fascination she does over me.
The delicate lines OF her figure
are 50 slight, 50 fragile, that they can only
d. described by that untranslatable Eng
liSh WORD ethereal Had you seen her
walking under the maple trees this morn
ing, rs light, as graceful as a piece of
thistle down, perhaps you would have
understood, perhaps have felt, like the
people who followed us, the attraction vi
this aerial being"
All, my dear tiregoriO," | responded,
YOU are only in love, madly in love; but
present my regrets to your wife and say
that shall hope to meet her in a little
while ut Hyeres."
Bon voyage, my friend" cried Gre
gOriO heartily, and with Il cordial clasp of
the hand We parted fol the time being.
Thus il was that | quilted the hotel
without ever having seen the inCOmpara-
BILE woman whose husband adOred her AZ it
happens few women are adOrcd i'll this
world.
One morning, about two weeks after my
departure from Paris, / was standing at the
opn window of my room contemplating
thdEden Of la Provence, Hyeres, which
LaAartine graphically styles An oasis, an
e-Glisite miniature Orient" Lying be-
utlh the shadow OF the spreading palms,
ia. doping hillside and fertile valleys OF
this ancient watering place OF France
are covered always with the
gTenst and most luXuriant vegetation.
In tieGlstance sleeps the sea, not a limit
less Nika OF water without bonds and
withtu1 horizon, but a sea like "a calm
blue hike, inclOsed in circling rings by the
Golde Isle, and which recalls to the
memOr the laughing gulfs of the distant
.E.gean Astouudcd by the contrast be-
tween &c snow covered street of the Capi-
tai and this marvellous panorama Of
beauty, ue'S soul becomes peaceful and
serene. 3 is happiness enough simply to
live III thuace of this rich plentitude OF
nature.
Suddenl. while | stood at the window,
my door W. thrown open with a crash,
and the waIng woman of the house, for
getful Tor ole OF her cTJnging ~ObSequInuS-
ness, ruShe into the room. "Oh, Nj.
i:irou," she Ged, "a French traveller stop
ping ut the hteld Europe has met with
| such a frightiI fall at the old chateau.
They are briring him home on a litter
aud they say rShlng can save him."
WAS o omy way to the hotel indi-
Gated. The III procession had just ar
rived. The wobded man, carried hastily
to his room, ha regained consciousness
but WAS ''sutferm tor lures"
"Do you know the gentleman, 4 NJ.
~UIregorio, from Din" asked the manager
of the house, as he eSrrectfully met me at
the door.
M. Grcgorio inl Dion? Why, Of
course | know him and regardless of
my strangling aSthm bounded up the
| staircase and entereChe apartment of my
poor friend, 4 snite olight and spacious
rooms on the second ilr. The vast guam
titles of bouquets ar plants scattered
about on tables and Shds showed what
slcrilices of time and nney GregoriO had
already made To his vile passion Tor flow
els.
Begging the manager, 10 had followed
me to the room, to pTcyetany one enter
ing but the doctor, | knelNeside the bed.
You would never have kntn by looking
Mt GregoriO that he had sutisd this terri
HE fall. Entirely consciouS,e recognized
me the moment he saw me.
"why, NJ. Biron," he said a feeble
voice. lis thatyo II is welyou came
, so soou. Lucie and / had prtised our
selves 10 90 and see you thiSery day,
lint do not touch me, l beg oyOu," he
= rried. as | stopped to arrange hipillOws.
~ should scream with agonyld l do
D not wish to waken Lucie-she There
= and he turned his eyes to the sht.' l
e understood that it was IN that amber
. hiss wife repOSed.
: az do not know how it happen" he
E answered in response to my qnestiG Il
}, was standing upon the broken battE,ents
/, oF the chateau and suddenly iei'ike
Ia stone. l suffer agonleS, my
homes are all broken. 1t was byhe
e mercy of God that Lucie was not wltAe;
feeling indisposed to-day she prelerreto
remain in her chamber. Ii she awaAs
md finds me in this condition 1t VIII 7
/ "Don't talk, GregoriO,' entreate
q "Wait until DIR. Delarue arrives; ne u
b,en sent Ior. Meantime I'll turn !
key in your wife's door; later on she SH'
Il he told of the accident
~ understand. YOu are kind, put p
mare her us gently as you can ana
a txed upon the door, beyond when !
IT Wife Law sleeping, . look 81 full OF tenu'
ness that | felt myself most painfully
D. fscted. ,ba cor
p dor onened aud DIR. Delarue entered l
a ronm He was a small man, with wn
re hair and a very benevolent eonntenah
,e saTbev tell me you have had q Seri'
III Ia nhpaTtully,